Friday, February 18, 2011

he's the highest paid lover in Beverly Hills

I watched American Gigolo last night, which I hadn't done in a good long while, and boy am I happy that I did, because I was reminded how breathtaking the cinematography of that film is - every single image and framing just razor sharp!

But goodness is it toe-cringingly cheesy too! All its beauty aside, I couldn't help but sit there and snicker and occasionally cover my eyes because Richard Gere in the character of Julian Kaye says such awkward things and moves and walks with a swagger you simply can't take seriously.

On another note, it struck me how much it oozes and revolves around sex and erotica despite the fact that you see very little, erm, 'action' of that nature. Sure, there's that scene where you see Gere's willy, and sure you see two handfuls of tits every now and then, but by the end of the movie, you realize it has mostly been talk about that dirty deed and not much doin' it. Yet still, you feel so dirty for having watched it!

And Lauren Hutton. Heavy sigh. How dare thee be that gorgeous? I think she's just the right blend of a classic and a quirky beauty.

And that sweater. Can I please have that sweater?

And those legs that go on forever? And that red Bottega Veneta clutch? Actually, I also want a shoulder length bob now.

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About Me

I'm the 29-year-old love child of a Swedish airhostess and a Danish ad man. After five years in New York, I’ve recently returned to my native Copenhagen where I continue to live above my means. I love dogs, children and the elderly, and like defying my lactose intolerance by eating foods with lots of cheese. I don't care terribly for pizza, but I like the look of melted mozzarella suspended mid-air, and the expression on a person's face when it finally looses its elasticity and boomerangs shwuph onto their chin. Apart from recreational substance abuse, I relax by splitting hair - something that has lately gone way out of hand.